Evil Master and Disciple

This was not Ye Feng's first time in the Saint Building. He was very familiar with the place and walked straight upstairs.

Originally, Princess Changning was going to come down and take him upstairs.

As a result, Ye Feng walked in front and Princess Changning followed behind.

This is a very delicate formation.

Princess Changning had the highest status, so usually she walked in front and the others followed behind her.

But now the situation is just the opposite.

It was as if he had become Ye Feng's little follower.

She wanted to surpass Ye Feng and take the initiative to go upstairs.

However, the stairs of the Saint's Building were very narrow, and Ye Feng was very fast, so she tried to overtake him several times but failed.

This made Princess Changning a little discouraged.

Soon, Ye Feng arrived at the seventh floor.

The two old men, Qiu Changlin and Wen Lianggong, sat on the soft couch, looking like sages from otherworldly places. Who would have thought that before this, these two old guys had rolled up their sleeves and fought in the Sage Building over Ye Feng's matter?

Ye Feng quickly bowed to the two saints.

Qiu Changlin waved his hand and said, "No need to be so polite, Ye Feng, please sit down."

Ye Feng walked to a low table and sat down, looking like a typical good student.

Qiu Changlin asked, "How's your calligraphy practice these past two days?"

Ye Feng scratched his head and laughed dryly, "I wanted to practice calligraphy after I went back yesterday. I drank wine with Master Gu in the evening, but then something happened and I was unconscious for the whole night. I haven't had time to practice calligraphy yet."

Qiu Changlin blew his beard and glared, saying, "You're so young, and you're actually drinking and having sex? How ridiculous! Aren't you afraid of exhausting yourself? Calligraphy requires diligent study and practice. You can't slack off. You have to practice diligently from now on, understand?"

Ye Feng immediately nodded his head like a chick pecking at rice, indicating that he would never drink wine again.

He didn't come here tonight to learn calligraphy from Qiu Changlin.

In fact, Ye Feng felt from the bottom of his heart that he was a cultivator, not a scholar who was going to take the imperial examination. Whether his handwriting was good or bad would not affect his attainments in the path of cultivation at all.

I came to the Hanlin Academy in the past to steal the dynasty's fortune.

I came here tonight to ask Qiu Changlin how to enter the spiritual world.

He always felt that in the inner world of this body, there must be some memories of the original owner hidden, and perhaps even the original owner's residual soul.

I just didn’t expect to meet Wen Lianggong here tonight.

Wen Lianggong is here tonight to snatch disciples.

He said, "Ye Feng, before you came, I had already made an agreement with Old Man Qiu that you would learn calligraphy from him and painting from me. You are a promising scholar, but it's a pity that you entered the Taoist sect and became a monk. Otherwise, within fifty years, you would have become a new generation of sage in my Confucian school."

Ye Feng felt amused.

What good is a Confucian sage? Even the most powerful Confucian sage can hardly live past a hundred years old.

As a cultivator, I can live for hundreds of years by practicing for a few years.

Not to mention a saint, even the emperor himself would look down on him.

However, these words could only be said secretly in his heart, and he dared not say them in front of the two old men and Princess Changning.

Originally, Ye Feng had no intention of taking another Confucian scholar as his teacher, but Wen Lianggong was an exception.

He and Qiu Yuanshou have different divisions of labor.

One looks at the Sage Building and the other looks at the Jiaotai Hall.

Ye Feng was powerless to do anything about the dynasty fortunes in the Sage Building. They were stored in more than 3,000 bamboo slips. If he had to steal them one by one, he would be exhausted to death.

So now Ye Feng focused his attention mainly on Jiaotai Hall.

To be precise, it is on the imperial seal stored in the Jiaotai Hall.

If I take Wen Lianggong as my master, it will be convenient for me to enter and exit Jiaotai Hall.

He knelt down and said, "Student Ye Feng, greetings to Teacher Wen."

Wen Lianggong laughed loudly, but Qiu Changlin was puffing his beard and glaring.

I didn't expect that this kid would actually pay homage to another gentleman in front of me.

However, Qiu Changlin would not really care about this matter.

To them, Ye Feng is a disciple of the Taoist Xuanmen, and he will not stay in the capital for too long. The so-called disciple is actually just an empty title.

It's just used to win over Ye Feng.

Old Man Wen was even more proud when he saw Qiu Changlin puffing his beard and glaring.

After showing off in front of Qiu Changlin for a while, Wen Liang respectfully said, "Ye Feng, since you have written a poem to encourage learning for old man Qiu, then I will not hesitate to read the poem about plum blossoms you wrote in Jiaotai Hall yesterday. I will treat it as a gift for your apprenticeship."

Ye Feng smiled and said, "That poem about plum blossoms was originally written by you, Teacher Wen. What does it have to do with me?"

"Hahaha, you're so sensible! I like you more and more!"

Princess Changning was stunned.

In her memory, both Mr. Wen and Dean Qiu were the most respected scholars in the world.

He is usually very serious and stern.

She never expected that these two idols of scholars all over the world would snatch the poems written by their students in front of her.

Is this still the calligraphy and painting saint I know?

Wen Lianggong glanced at the dazed Princess Changning and said, "Changning, you know what to say, right?"

Princess Changning was also in Jiaotai Hall at the time, and she knew that the poem about plum blossoms was written by Ye Feng.

She was also very smart. When asked by Wen Lianggong, she said, "That poem about plum blossoms was indeed written by Mr. Wen."

Wen Lianggong nodded with satisfaction.

A few people chatted for a while on the seventh floor of the Sage Building.

Qiu Changlin asked, "Ye Feng, since you haven't practiced calligraphy these past two days, do you have something else to do tonight?"

Ye Feng glanced at Princess Changning beside him, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

The two old men naturally understood the meaning of Ye Feng's expression.

Wen Lianggong said, "Changning, it's getting late. You should go back to the palace first. I, Dean Qiu, and Master Ye want to recite poems and talk here by candlelight."

Princess Changning certainly realized that Ye Feng had something to say that was not convenient for him to say in front of her, so he wanted to send her away.

She didn't have the courage to refuse Wen Lianggong's words, so she stood up, bowed to the two sub-sages, and said, "Changning, I'll take my leave."

When he turned around, he glared at Ye Feng fiercely with malicious eyes.

Ye Feng pretended not to see it.

Princess Changning walked down the stairs alone, and soon arrived outside the Sage Building.

When he opened the wooden door, he saw his maid sitting on the stone steps in front of the door.

Yu'er heard the voice and immediately stood up. Seeing that it was her own princess, she hurriedly said, "Princess, you are down. Should we go back to the palace now?"

Princess Changning nodded and said, "I don't know what this brat Ye Feng is going to say to the two sub-saints. Send me away. Let's go back to the palace first. We can investigate where Ye Feng lives in the capital another day."

Yu'er said, "Princess, I have already found out from Ye Feng where he is temporarily staying."

"What? You found out? Where is it?"

"Princess, isn't it a coincidence that Ye Feng has been staying at the Rulin Inn you opened recently?"

"Ah? Rulin Inn? How come I didn't know that? Let's go, let's not go back to the palace, let's go directly to the Rulin Inn."

"Princess, it's almost three o'clock in the morning! Let's go tomorrow! It's not convenient to leave the palace now, and it might be dangerous..."

Princess Changning thought about it and felt that Yu'er's words made sense, so she said, "Then let's go back to the palace to pack up, and then we'll move to the Rulin Inn tomorrow."